Chapter 105 New Wheelchair VS Old Wheelchair
Sword Saint Gapar is the name of the senior that Leon became his disciple.
Decades ago, Japar's strength had reached the Saint level. No one knew how strong he was now or whether he had already touched the realm of legend.
Because - he retired.
The reason for his retreat was that he wanted to become a magician.
According to Gapar himself, when it comes to sword fighting, he has to be at the forefront in every battle, and he is always covered in sweat, blood, and unknown liquids after the fight. He also has to train hard in the normal times, which is so undignified!
Or maybe magicians are elegant enough. They can release devastating magic by just chanting spells at the back. When their magic power is exhausted, they have a reason to lie on the ground openly. No one will look down on them even if they don't exercise. After all, magicians are supposed to be weak. Is there any profession more elegant than this?
No! No one knows mages better than me, Japar!
Whenever he was sweating profusely after close combat, he would think about how good it would have been if he had chosen to become a magician.
Then why didn't he practice magic earlier?
It's a little difficult to say because his wife doesn't like magicians.
His wife liked his heroic figure when he swung the sword very much, and she had a prejudice against magicians, thinking they were not manly enough. It was not until her death that Japar showed his ambition: he wanted to practice magic!
However, a tragedy occurred. Due to "professional adaptation", his body had been transformed into the shape of a swordsman, unable to contain even a trace of magic power. He could not even learn the most basic ignition technique.
With this, the Sword Saint Japar became disheartened and lived in seclusion in the mountains.
Someone once asked him, your wife is just an ordinary person, you are much stronger than her, can't you be tougher and not care about her thoughts? If you are strong, you are the sky! If she dares to oppose you, beat her!
Japar's response was, "Get lost! Why would I get married if I didn't care about her? Do you really think I'm afraid of women?"
Later, the questioner was beaten and it was said that he looked quite miserable.
No matter what, when Leon came with the teardrop larvae, Japar was so excited that he burst into tears and personally trained the strategy team for seven days and seven nights.
Leon was unwilling to recall what happened during those seven days, and only his tougher body and superb swordsmanship proved that he had indeed survived the training.
Japar did not accept the teardrop larva because that thing is limited to the first time, and only those who clear the dungeon for the first time can use it.
He wants to brush it himself and brush a teardrop larva of his own!
Originally, Gapar planned to return with Leon and the others, but before departure, they encountered an emergency and had to postpone the trip.
This delay has lasted for so many days and it has not arrived yet, but no one is worried about him, after all, he is very strong.
Leon stared at the avatar opposite him with burning eyes, and then made an unexpected move.
He actually bowed to the incarnation of Soul Five!
His training with the Sword Master taught him humility and respect for his opponents. He would bow before a fight, even if it meant that he was in a difficult situation.
Even though the incarnation of Soul Five was rushing towards him at full speed while he was bowing!
Veins popped up on Leon's forehead and a hint of anger arose. It turned out that he still hadn't cultivated enough and couldn't suppress his temper.
"Forget it. It's useless to talk to you about etiquette."
He casually slashed out a sword energy, which was shaped like a crescent moon and was quite solid. It could even cut through hard rocks!
The incarnation rolled over and dodged.
However, when he stood up, Leon's sword was already shining above his head!
Leon actually crossed a distance of nearly ten steps in an instant?
"Bang!"
Sparks flashed, and the avatar quickly raised his left hand shield to block the blow. Just as he was about to launch an attack with his right hand, he was kicked in the stomach and stumbled backwards.
"I won't give you a chance to fight back," Leon took advantage of the victory and pursued, dancing with his sword with great force, really not giving the incarnation a chance to fight back.
When he first saw Huan Toru, he was caught off guard. Since then, he has been replaying the scene in his mind. Now he will not make such a low-level mistake again.
Since you want to fight, just team up and kill the incarnation with one blow!
However, the armor worn by the incarnation of Soul Five is strong enough, so the defense is naturally good.
He forcibly withstood Leon's attack and performed a set of fighting skills that was considered taboo - Ring Taking!
Just like how he first killed the magician Drew under the attack of the strategy group, now he is using the same trick again.
"snort,"
Leon retreated and narrowly avoided the attack. In a normal battle, he should have taken advantage of the aftershock of the opponent's attack to move forward.
However, can a battle involving ring-taking really be called a battle?
Absolutely not, absolutely not.
Seeing the incarnation slashing out more than a dozen swords in just a short moment, Leon initially tried to resist with his advanced swordsmanship, but it was in vain.
The sword skills accumulated over the years are like a chicken or a dog in front of Huan Qu.
After realizing this, a feeling of unwillingness emerged in Leon's eyes. He turned around abruptly and made a decisive choice - run!
He ran away without fighting, and quickly ran to the edge of the prison and ran around the avatar.
This action stunned the avatars for a second.
This isn't right, why is he secretly learning my signature moves?
Be proactive in learning your opponent's tactics, and don't feel any shame. When you defeat an enemy with his signature skill, he is the one who should feel ashamed! - Swordmaster Japar.
The incarnation naturally had to catch up, and the two of them began to run around the circular sealed prison.
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—”
Flying knives kept attacking Leon, but he seemed to have eyes on his back, and he was able to deflect the knives that were likely to hit him every time, and he ignored the rest.
No matter how the incarnation provoked him, he just ignored it and ran away.
If the avatar had more self-awareness, he would be shaking with anger at this moment, but what would make him even angrier was yet to come.
Perhaps wanting to change his strategy, the incarnation of Soul Five suddenly stopped and shook his shield at Leon, and Leon's answer was.
"Eat my pot!"
Leon swung his waist bag and a ball of props flew straight towards the avatar.
This attack was so obvious that anyone could dodge it, including the avatar.
However, the props hit the ground with a crisp sound, and a large cloud of shit-yellow smoke suddenly exploded, and an indescribable smell assaulted everyone's nose!
It's a poop pot!
The incarnation was stunned again. This was the second time he was stunned, and this time he was so angry that his whole body was shaking.
How dare you throw a dung pot at me!
He immediately chased after him with sword and shield in hand, which was exactly what Leon wanted.
"Sure enough, this shit pot can attract hatred besides being disgusting," he smiled.
When Leon obtained the method of making a dung pot after completing the Senn dungeon, he was really upset for a long time. He couldn't understand why a jar full of history could be regarded as a rare purple light spot like the great Kalia?
However, when he was encouraged by his friends to make one, he understood it instantly.
This poop pot is disgusting enough!
If the enemy throws this thing at you, even a saint would be so angry that his beard would tremble, let alone an ordinary person?
In this world, the hidden mechanism of the dung pot is to attract a lot of hatred!
How should we define the extent of this "large amount"? It's probably similar to killing the other person's entire family. If the other person has no family, it's hard to define.
Look, the incarnation of Soul Five is very angry because he has no family.
"Kill you!" The incarnation blurted out angrily, and used all his strength to run. His burst of speed was even faster than Leon after special training. In just a few seconds, he closed the distance between the two.
Ring-tori, I'm going to use Ring-tori on him!
The incarnation's eyes were full of murderous intent, and at this moment, Leon suddenly turned around.
His empty left hand now held a strung scatter crossbow.
The arrowheads of each crossbow arrow were emitting a faint purple powder, and their identities were already known - they were the reward that Stellan had received, the animal bone hypnotic arrows!
The avatar quickly raised his shield, but it was too late!
"Bang--"
The powerful penetrating power of the hypnotic arrow allowed it to penetrate his armor. The hypnotic substance on the arrow head took effect immediately, and the incarnation felt a sense of weariness.
However, just one shot was not enough to put the incarnation of Soul Five to sleep.
Instead, Leon was delayed in the marathon because of shooting, and was chased and hacked more than a dozen times by the incarnation of anger, and scars and blood immediately appeared on his body.
The terrifying thing about Huanqu is not that it can chop dozens of times in a second, because swordsmen who surpass the high level can also do the same.
The truly terrifying thing about it is its rigidity.
As long as the victim takes ten attacks, his body will become stiff, and he will be unable to escape, fight back, or perform any other actions.
This is how the game mechanics manifest in the other world.
It's unreasonable, but... it's interesting enough.
Isn't it good enough as long as it's interesting? Who cares whether it's reasonable or not!
Even though he was covered in blood from being hacked, Leon still seized the opportunity when the ring was taken, and before he was hit ten times and became stiff, he "flopped" to his knees on the ground, thus avoiding the next attack.
The attack missed, and by the time the avatar wanted to adjust the direction of the attack, Leon had already run away, loading arrows into the scatter crossbow as he ran.
broken!
A sense of danger arose in the incarnation's weak consciousness, and he vaguely felt that he might have missed his only chance.
But something felt wrong. Why did Leon run so far?
At such a long distance, even if I could successfully put the avatar to sleep with the hypnotic crossbow, it would be too late by the time he ran over.
However, after a few minutes, all the problems fell into place.
After being hit by countless hypnotic crossbow arrows, the incarnation of Soul Five successfully fell into a short and deep sleep, and the distance between Leon and him required at least five seconds of running at full speed.
The hypnosis will be lifted in three seconds!
What should he do?
"I knew from the beginning that a fair fight with you based on swordsmanship would not work,"
A winner's smile appeared on Leon's face. He threw away his straight sword and instead pulled out two peculiarly shaped swords from his back.
The blade is curved and needs to be held with the backhand when used, which is inconsistent with his usual fighting style.
Why did he choose to change weapons at the critical moment?
Because this weapon is called a backhand sword.
"This fight is a game. Your fighting skills are far superior to mine. If I am caught, I will definitely die. My swordsmanship, which I am so proud of, is powerless in front of you."
Leon lowered his body and assumed a familiar posture, as if he had seen it somewhere.
"Sword Saint Senior taught me to embrace victory at all costs in battle, so I will choose another path."
Finally I remembered that his current posture was exactly the same as the "incarnation of Swift Slash" that I encountered at the campfire.
"Combat skill, Swift Slash."
He whispered the war ash attached to the backhand sword.
When the Swift Slash was activated, Leon instantly crossed the distance of five seconds and even appeared behind the avatar.
The surging sword energy exploded along the path he passed!
Not long after, the incarnation fell at Leon's feet, and his body gradually turned into ashes, but the Ringed Knight's straight sword and the Black Knight's shield in his hands remained in place.
Leon was not in a hurry to reap his spoils. He looked at the ashes on the ground and said to himself:
"I finally understood that if I want to survive in Thane, I have to use Thane's things."
He seemed to have realized the ultimate answer to the universe, and a smile appeared on his face.
Now that we have come to this unreasonable place, the Sen Dungeon, insisting on using common sense will only lead to death.
Ring Grabbing, Swift Slash, Sleeping Crossbow. These things from Sion are the ultimate answers to conquering this dungeon.
He bent down to pick up his straight sword and shield, and a stream of information flooded into his mind, teaching him how to use the power of cancellation.
Swing the sword, raise the shield, swing the sword, raise the shield.
Although still a little unfamiliar, I have practiced it hundreds of times.
Finally, Leon used the cancel for the first time in his life.
“I learned to cancel!”
Now is the time to cut it all off.
(End of this chapter)
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